The idea of how others see you becomes more important than the reality of you.
The area was home to wolves, elk, deer, bears, outlaws, and anyone seeking solitude, such as the monks of the Winds Abbey.
So, Royce said, you want us to escape from this prison, kidnap the king, cross the countryside with him in tow while dodging soldiers who I assume might not accept our side of the story, and go to ano...
Royce traveled wrapped in his cloak with the weight of the rain collapsing the hood around his head—not a good sign for Thranic and Bernie. Until then, Royce had played the part of the good little sai...
Royce sighed. The sigh was new. You don’t know this woman. This isn’t your problem.I know that.So why are you helping her?Because that’s what people do. They help each other. If you saw a man lying in...
Royce scanned the interior. Nobody home, he said at length.Wasn’t last time either. I’m surprised they haven’t tightened security up more.Oh yeah, a single break-in after centuries is something to sch...
Most people never come near their true love, or if they do, it’s one sided. That is perhaps more tragic than never finding love at all. To know joy lies forever just beyond your reach—in a way, it’s a...
Life is only precious if you wish it to be.’ I look at it like the last bite of a wonderful meal—do you enjoy it, or does the knowledge that there is no more to follow make it so bitter that you would...
It’s only nice not being wanted for murder if you’ve actually killed someone. Otherwise, what’s the point? Besides, what makes you think I’m not wanted for murder?
I think everyone has the capacity to do great things, to rise above their everyday lives; they just need a little push now and then.
I hope you’re planning on heading to the kitchens. I’m starved—practically eating my fingers here. He chuckled.
His Majesty is in a state meeting. He's requested that he not be disturbed.The man is already disturbed. I'm just here to beat some sense into his feeble little brain.
He’s in the drawing room, listening to us right now. Sitting in the blue chair with its back to the wall, he’s waiting for me to join him. I’m sure he has a crystal glass half filled with the Montemor...
Hadrian took the opportunity to move over and join Royce, who sat with his back to the hearth and his sight on the windows. I’d say you’re being awfully quiet, but then I might as well follow with ‘Oh...
Courageous hearts weren't banned from the breast of women.
Arcadius was nothing but an old hack, what Cenzars used to refer to as a faquin, an elven term for the most inept magician—knowledge without talent.
And sure, you’re as skittish as a bloodsucking mosquito, but if you planned on running, why not tell me?
Although men were strong like rocks, any stone could crack. Women were more like water. They nurtured life and could shape the hardest granite through unrelenting determination.
Alric! Stop it! Pickering snapped at him. You mustn't let the men see you crying!Fury flared in Alric, and he spun on the count. No? No? Look at them! They are dying for me. They are dying on my order...
To learn…to teach yourself…that’s part of what it takes to be an Artist. It’s the most important part. Some never learn that. They can only repeat what they’ve been taught, but that’s not true art. Ar...